Vlad Posted May 19, 2003 Report Share Posted May 19, 2003 Tonight is dark- A silent spectre Graces over death and me Life purrs and creaks, Stalking endlessly, Dusk becomes the tool, Of those unclean. Stars - the map, To hellish doom. Disciples of the Lord, Would be the first to- ...vanish. Suffering a hoax, They can always scream But never be heard, or priviledged, to simply, die. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Annael Posted May 19, 2003 Report Share Posted May 19, 2003 I love the imagery in this. VERY well written. Keep posting, and keep smiling. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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